EvaI kept my gaze fixed on Lorenzo, my eyes narrowing as if I were trying to uncover some hidden truth. Sensing the shift in my demeanor, Lorenzo leaned back, a flicker of unease crossing his face."Hey, what's going on?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.My voice was low, my tone almost mysterious. "Who is she?"Lorenzo's brow furrowed, confusion clouding his features. "What do you mean, who is she?"I pressed on, my gaze unwavering. "The woman who saved you."Lorenzo's expression shifted, confusion giving way to amusement as a grin spread across his face. He broke into laughter, his whole body shaking with mirth.My face fell, my arms crossing over my chest in a pout. "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"Lorenzo's laughter subsided, a smile still lingering on his lips. "You're jealous."My cheeks flushed, my eyes darting away from his knowing gaze. "What do you mean, jealous? I'm not jealous."Lorenzo's chuckle softened, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't deny it,
EvaI woke up after a refreshing thirty-minute nap, feeling rejuvenated. As I looked around, my gaze fell upon Lorenzo, sleeping peacefully beside me. His gentle snores and tranquil expression filled my heart with joy.Watching him sleep so peacefully, despite his insomnia, was a rare and cherished sight that filled my heart with warmth.My fingertips traced the contours of his face, lingering on every captivating feature – his soft, tousled hair, his gently closed eyes, and the subtle curve of his lips. Each detail painted a portrait of the man I loved, holding me spellbound in the quiet stillness of the moment.Without warning, Lorenzo's body began to tremble, his tranquil expression contorting into a mask of distress. Sweat beaded on his brow, and a flush crept across his cheeks. Anxiety gripped my chest as I reached out to him, concern coloring my voice."Lorenzo, wake up!" I urged, gently shaking him from the torment that plagued his dreams.His eyes snapped open, the terror with
EvaThelma shut the door with a resounding click, her eyes ablaze with a mixture of anger and suspicion. "What was that about?" she demanded, her tone leaving no room for evasion."I promise, it's nothing serious," I reassured her, hoping to defuse the tension that hung heavy in the air.Her brow furrowed, disbelief etched on her features. "What did you want to ask him?""I was just curious about something," I evaded, wary of divulging too much.Thelma's voice turned icy, her suspicions mounting. "Are you sharing details about our relationship with him? Something that could cause problems between us?"I held up my hands in a gesture of innocence, eager to allay her fears. "No, nothing like that. I would never do such a thing."As Thelma's expression softened slightly, I sensed an opportunity to steer the conversation in a different direction."It's better that way," she warned, her voice still tinged with a hint of caution. "Don't try to come between us. We're fine on our own."I nodd
EvaI gazed into Thelma's nervous eyes, my voice barely above a whisper. "Am I right? You know exactly what happened between me and Thomas in the dining room, don't you?"Thelma's mask began to crumble, her composure faltering under the weight of my words. She glanced around furtively, as if afraid someone might overhear our conversation, before leaning in closer, her voice trembling. "Please, keep your voice down. I know what you're talking about, but... you have to let it go.""Let it go?" I asked, my brows arching in disbelief as I gripped her arm tightly. "How can I when you're suffering? What's wrong with you, Thelma? Why are you so obsessed with him? Why do you tolerate his behavior?"Tears welled up in Thelma's eyes, and she pulled her arm free from my grasp, her voice shaking with emotion. "You don't understand. We've been deeply, crazily in love before. I love him, Eva. That's how I feel about him. I don't want to leave him for anything. I love him too much."My heart ached f
EvaI hesitated briefly before answering Toby's call, his slurred voice greeting me. "Where are you, Eva?""What do you mean?" I asked, concern etched in my tone. "Why are you sounding like this? Are you drunk?""Yeah, I guess so," he replied, letting out a forced chuckle."I think you should get a driver and go home, okay?" I advised, hoping he would listen to reason.But Toby persisted. "Please, can you come over to where I am?""What? Please, just..." I trailed off, sensing something off about his request."One last request," Toby pleaded, his voice tinged with melancholy.A shiver ran down my spine. "What do you mean, 'last request'?""I'm leaving," Toby said, his tone heavy with emotion. "I want to see you one last time before I leave."My curiosity shifted to worry. "Leaving where?""Another part of the country," Toby replied. "I might not be back for years."My mind raced with questions; Why was he leaving? And where, in particular, was he going?"Alright, where are you right n
EvaWithout thinking, I wrapped my arms around Toby, pulling him into a light hug. His body stiffened in surprise, but then he relaxed, embracing me back. As we held each other, a mix of emotions washed over me—guilt and empathy.Breaking the hug, I gazed into his eyes, my voice soft. "I'm really sorry, Toby, for not reciprocating your feelings, but I want you to know that I can be your friend, okay?"He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Why would I feel bad? You rejected me, but there are many fish in the sea. I can find another girl. Trust me, I'm a ladies' man."As if on cue, several girls sauntered over, flirting shamelessly with Toby. He shrugged, a smirk playing at his lips as he basked in the attention.I rolled my eyes, laughing at the scene unfolding before me. "I can see that."Toby snapped his fingers, dispersing the girls with a charming smile. "Leave us alone, ladies. I'm with Eva."Once they left, Toby turned his attention back to me, his eyes bright. "Let's have
LorenzoThe image of Eva and Toby together in bed haunted me, fueling my anger and distrust. I couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal, the weight of my emotions suffocating me. Even the tears in her eyes didn't affect me one bit. I was really mad."How can you expect me to believe you?" I snapped, my voice raw with pain. "Why are you even defending him?""Who says I'm defending him?" Eva's eyes pleaded with me to understand, but I was beyond reason, my mind clouded by suspicion. "If you don't want to believe me, fine. Leave. Both of you."Her voice trembled, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. "Since you don't believe me, maybe I should stay away from you for some time. Probably, we should take a break? Rest our heads and talk later?""Maybe we should talk now," I seethed."Well, I've nothing to say to you since you think I'm the bad guy here!" she snapped, fuming.My anger boiled over, my hands clenching into fists. "You think you're innocent? You think sharing a bed means nothing?
LorenzoI took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Please calm down and listen to me."Eva's silence on the other end was tense, but I knew I had to continue."I was wrong to accuse you," I confessed, my heart heavy with regret. "I let jealousy consume me, and I didn't give you a chance to explain."Eva's voice remained cold, the hurt evident in her tone. "You embarrassed me in front of Toby."I winced at her words, knowing she was right. "I know, and I'm so sorry for that."More silence followed, and I could feel the tension between us, a chasm created by my actions."Please, Eva, forgive me," I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry for what I did."Finally, Eva's voice softened, a hint of forgiveness in her tone. "Fine."Relief washed over me, and I felt a weight lift from my chest. "Thank goodness. How can I make it up to you? Please, just tell me anything. I'll do it, I promise. I could go to the end of the world and bring the most impossible things f
EPILOGUETWO MONTHS LATERThe sun cast its golden rays upon the lush gardens of the Night City Pack's estate, where Eva and Lorenzo's wedding celebration was in full swing. The air was alive with laughter and music as pack members and guests from far and wide gathered to witness the union of Alpha Luna and her beloved.As the newlyweds shared their first dance, all eyes were on them. Eva's elegant white gown shimmered under the sunlight, her hair styled perfectly to showcase her radiant smile. Lorenzo, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, gazed lovingly into her eyes.The crowd cheered and applauded as they swayed to the music, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The pack's elder, who had officiated the ceremony, beamed with joy, his eyes misty.Nearby, Eva's friends and pack members couldn't help but tear up, overwhelmed with happiness for their beloved Alpha Luna. The atmosphere was electric, filled with love and gratitude.As the music faded, Lorenzo took the microphone, his voice boom
LorenzoI leaned in, my lips brushing against Eva's in a tender kiss. She let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with joy."What are you doing?" she teased, her voice filled with warmth.I rubbed her stomach gently, my voice brimming with love and affection. "Baby, please come fast. Your dad is waiting for you."Eva's smile widened, lighting up the entire room. Just then, her phone beeped, signaling a new message.Peering over her shoulder, I saw that it was a message from the Wild Song pack members. I couldn't help but grin as I read the heartfelt words expressing how much they missed her and longed to see her again."They've invited you to the pack," I said, my voice laced with excitement.Eva looked up at me, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "Should I go?"I chuckled softly. "Is that even a question? Of course, you should go. But don't worry, I'll be right there with you."Eva nodded, relief washing over her as she realized she wouldn't have to face the pack alone.THE NEXT DAY
EvaA sinister gleam filled Mona's eyes. "I heard you're pregnant, Eva."My mind spun, my voice trembling. "How did you know that?"Mona's smile widened, revealing a hint of cruelty. "Oh, I know everything about you, Eva."To my horror, she reached out and touched my stomach, a chilling intimacy in her gesture."I'll help you get rid of it," she whispered, her voice dropping to a low hiss. "I know you don't want the baby."I recoiled, my body trembling with fear and disbelief. "I never said I didn't want the baby."Mona's grip on my stomach tightened, and I tried to pull away, only to find that heavy chains bound my wrists and ankles, rendering me utterly helpless.With a flourish, Mona produced a dagger, its point glinting ominously in the dim light. I watched in horror as she traced the blade across my stomach, a wicked grin playing on her lips."You won't need this burden," Mona hissed, her eyes filled with a terrifying madness.A searing pain erupted in my stomach as the dagger sl
EvaRising from my seat, I followed the nurse as she led me to the lab for tests. With each step, my mind raced, conjuring innumerable possibilities.Anxious moments stretched into an eternity as I awaited the results, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.Eventually, the nurse returned, her voice calling out, "Eva Chapman, please proceed to the doctor's office. Your results are ready."I stood up and went over to the door, which I knocked, my heart hammering in my chest, and entered.A woman with a warm smile greeted me. "Hello, Eva. I'm Dr. Rachel Thompson. Welcome. Please, take a seat."I complied, curiosity piqued by the doctor's optimistic demeanor. Could it mean that my test results were normal? Was I truly alright after all?Leaning forward, Dr. Thompson's eyes shone with kindness. "Eva, I have good news and...complicated news."My heart plummeted. Complicated? A feeling of dread washed over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, attempting to maintain a facade of calm.Dr. Thompson's smi
Eva Six hours ago... Standing beside Thelma in our cozy kitchen, I methodically chopped vegetables for dinner. The tantalizing aroma of sautéed ginger usually filled me with warmth and comfort, but today it was suffocating. I covered my nose, scrunching my face in disgust. "Thelma," I choked out, "I...I don't know what's wrong. This smell is nauseating." She turned to me, her brow creased with concern. "Eva, are you alright? You normally love the smell of ginger." I shook my head, a wave of nausea washing over me. "I don't know. It just...ugh." Before Thelma could respond, I bolted out of the kitchen, my hand clamped over my mouth. I raced to the bathroom and collapsed to my knees, retching violently into the toilet. The intensity and suddenness of my illness left me bewildered. After splashing my face with cold water, I stared at my pallid reflection in the mirror, unease settling over me. What was happening? With a deep breath, I gathered my courage and made my way back to th
Mona I ran through the dense forest alongside Erica, our footsteps pounding against the earth. Finally, we stopped and looked back, seeing no one pursuing us. "Fuck!" I exclaimed, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Can you stop screaming?" Erica snapped, her expression stern. "What if they hear us and come for us? It's all your fault." I scoffed, turning to her. "You're not a saint, Erica. And don't try to tell me what to do." "I'm done following you, Mona," her anger flared, her voice rising. "It's not like I killed James; that was your doing. I'm not a murderer. I'M OUT." My grip on her arm tightened. "Where do you think you're going? You can't just leave." "Watch me. We're over," Erica said, her eyes flashing with a firm tone in her voice. I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing. "You can't just walk away." Erica's gaze hardened. "I can, and I will." I seethed with rage as she walked away. Without thinking, I grabbed a big stone and screamed, charging behind
Eva As we settled onto the sofas, Thomas and Lorenzo sat opposite us, their faces etched with concern. I grasped Thelma's hands, my eyes locked on hers, silently encouraging her to share her story. "Thelma, what happened? How did you get kidnapped? How did you escape? Please, tell me everything," I asked, my voice gentle yet urgent. Thelma's eyes welled up with tears, her body trembling as she struggled to speak. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close in a comforting embrace. "Shh, it's okay, Thelma. Don't force yourself. You don't have to remember," I whispered, softly patting her back. Lorenzo nodded in agreement, his voice filled with relief. "Yes, we're just glad you're back home, safe and sound. We were so worried about you." Thelma's sobs intensified, her pain and fear palpable. Thomas came to us and leaned forward, his eyes reflecting his empathy and concern. "Take your time, Thelma. We're here for you," he said, his tone soothing and supportive. As her
EvaAs Lorenzo excused himself to transfer the files to Rita's phone, she turned to me with a warm smile."Let's exchange numbers," she suggested, handing me her phone. "After all, we'll be sisters-in-law soon."My eyes sparkled as I entered my number, a hint of amusement in my voice."Actually, we aren't officially engaged yet," I clarified, my lips curving into a gentle smile.Rita's brow raised as she questioned me. "What do you mean? Haven't you two gotten engaged yet?"I hesitated, unsure of how to explain. "We did, but...I gave him back the ring.""Why would you do that?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.My voice dropped to a whisper as I confessed. "I got caught up in a situation, and returning the ring seemed like the only way out."Rita's expression softened, her eyes locked on mine. "You're hesitant because of what happened with Christopher, aren't you?"I nodded, my heart heavy with uncertainty."Don't worry," she reassured me, her tone gentle and understanding. "Lorenzo lo
LorenzoAs I entered my apartment with Eva by my side, I immediately made my way to my drawer, rummaging through its contents with a sense of urgency.Eva observed my actions, her curiosity piqued."What are you searching for?" she inquired, her voice tinged with concern."The flash drive," I replied, my brow furrowed in concentration. "You know it contains crucial evidence of Mona's involvement in the murder."Eva's eyes widened with alarm. "Let me assist you," she offered, her tone resolute.Together, we combed through every nook and cranny of the apartment, leaving no stone unturned. Yet, the flash drive remained elusive, and my worry deepened, my jaw clenched in frustration."Are you certain you kept it here?" Eva asked, her gaze searching mine."Yes, I'm positive," I affirmed, my voice firm.Eva's eyes locked onto mine, her voice a gentle whisper. "What if Mona and Erica found it and took it?"My face darkened, my fist clenched in anger. "They wouldn't dare," I growled, my teeth